"Empress empress you have also been in limbo! The emperor doesn’t want you either. Haha! The emperor is crazy! "
"The emperor wants no one, no children, no mother, and now he doesn’t even want his wife. The emperor is so guilty that he should punish the nine families!"
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After several denounced the crowd to hear clearly Qiqi looked into the side arch again.
"Who dares to frame the emperor like this!" Soft princess great anger and complete asked
"Empress should be Empress Ning Fei. She’s crazy. Don’t argue with her. The emperor and empress didn’t pay attention to it when they came back. In the Huanyi Palace next door in the middle of the night, people often heard her shouting with the wall." One side followed Xu’s father-in-law to explain before, but at this time the sound had already gone far away and vaguely heard clearly, shouting the word "emperor" and others couldn’t hear clearly.
The evil wind blew the torch, making it faint and soft. I couldn’t help shivering. I quickly wrapped my robe and said to the commander, "Take it back to the palace. Don’t let the rest of you search a place carefully. If you find Xiaozha, you will be rewarded!"
"Yes" aside to protect several guards hurriedly respectfully reply.
Shan rou took one look at the hall again, and then hastily turned and left this terrible place. She didn’t want to come again.
It’s really scary to stay in the cold house late after several guards have gone away, and to search every place carefully if there are fewer people.
Suddenly, the sound just went away and slowly approached. In a short time, Ningfei came out of the arch, and 3,000 long hair was messy and covered most of it. Except for pale color, she couldn’t see this once delicate face, a bony and broken robe wrapped tightly and shouted for a few times, and then she turned to a low voice and mumbled something, not knowing what to say again.
Carefully, I went to see the small courtyard full of thorns in front of me, but I dared not go out, but I squatted down and watched quietly.
There’s a tablet in front of me. I don’t know if there’s a person buried in the cold palace. It’s not unusual that this is a new grave.
There is a man and a woman in front of the grave, a masked woman in black, but a long hair in Tsing Yi. It’s random, a green hairpin holding a little thin face but wearing a dark black Kunlun slave mask. Who else but a green slave?
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"Have you really never seen Xiaozha?" Green slave looked at the word tombstone light asked.
"Go home, I’ve searched all over for you. He’s not here." The man is also faint, and his eyes are clear and cool. It’s not as emotional as before. Who else will there be except Feng Mi?
"Not in the cold palace. Then he won’t go outside the palace?" Green slave is still motionless.
"The master has found it again, and he will definitely find it." Feng Mi also stared at the tombstone, motionless. Yesterday, he had a good time with Roufei. He learned to laugh, but he didn’t know that everything would be different when he came back here. He wanted to laugh at Qingnu, but he couldn’t laugh at it. He still couldn’t figure out what it was.
"Let’s go" green slave seems to have just slowly turned around.
Sealing Mi also turned around and looked at her. A trace of nai emerged in her eyes and swept her around and disappeared into the palace wall …
In the opposite direction of the cold palace, the huge lake Houqing Temple
All afternoon, people dared to interfere with Duguyue. The whole temple, large and small, was searched. Mammy has been following closely to ask the Lord not to hurt anyone. She is happy to follow this search. After all, these people are the most suspected.
The exit of the main temple has been surrounded by all the believers. The venerable Sir’s body is parked in the side hall with a hundred miles of sight, and several elders are waiting for Duguyue in the main hall.
Duguying has already arrived, and he is also waiting for the Richter scale with all the elders. It is necessary to deal with it, but he is more concerned, but he is also the first to think of these people in the speculation.
"The king’s theory is that the deceased went to see off the venerable one first?" An elder asked in a low voice.
Duguying nodded without hesitation and went to the side hall.
The side hall is not big, and it has already been decorated as a sacrifice hall. A few simple corpses with white leisure blankets on the Richter scale are black and white, and their faces are quiet and bloody.
Thyme Xuan is far away, stiff and alert. Even if she is her own grandfather, she is afraid that since she was a child, she is a saint guarding the temple for the high priest. Even if she is her own grandfather, there is not much emotional sadness for a while.
Grandpa always said that a saint should not be disturbed by feelings and distractions. If you can’t forget everything in the world, then don’t understand and you won’t encounter unforgettable troubles.
Suddenly footsteps to frighten her heart suddenly zheng hurriedly looked up.
Seeing Lian Lian is a man with a slender figure and a brocade white house, the face is elegant and noble, and there is a hint of evil coldness. He is the head of the palace guards, Du Guying, and the earliest successor to Di Yi’s history. Wang Tong has read about Di Yi’s history and she knows a lot.
Followed by father-in-law De and all the elders, there must be a king himself in the ceremony of worshipping the venerable one. He wears the white Kunlun slave mask to worship the ceremony, which is complicated. Now everything is limited, and the venerable one can die in the hands of the high priest.
If it weren’t for the fact that several elders suppressed what they had concealed and didn’t disturb the courtiers, they would have rioted early now.
There is a purpose to conceal this matter. Divination has always been the most important state of affairs for Di Yi. There have always been high priests who can preside over baili Zun, and those who did their best to return to the high priest before their death.
"What are you still doing?" At this moment, an elder stopped talking.
Thyme Xuan this just huanguo to absolute being nasty will side water end up with his head down eyes dare not touch the man in front.
"What’s your name?" Duguying moved slowly and looked at a trace of complexity in the eyes of Bailixuan.
The name Xuan Er seems to have not been called for a long time.
"Her name is Bailixuan, the venerable granddaughter, and this saint is also guarding the temple for the high priest for the time being, and she will be canonized when the high priest returns to her place." One side of the elders replied that Bailixuan still bowed his head and didn’t dare to look at the man’s little face, which was slightly hot.
After cleaning hands, it was still the white Kunlun slave mask from Bailixuan. This time, she finally came cruel and looked up at him timidly.
It was Dugu Ying who took the mask and stopped looking at her. His eyes were cold, he couldn’t see clearly, he couldn’t guess what was on his mind.
This kind of gaze made her feel so stunned. She saw too much. Many people in Shinto were so cold. She always remembered the day when the cold king came to worship. He looked at the empress with different eyes. The first time she saw that kind of eyes, she seemed to be reluctant to leave.
Have you always looked at your lover like that?
She really wants to know and ask why, but no one here will tell her, and maybe they don’t understand either.
Immersed in her own thoughts, but her king had already worn the white Kunlun slave mask for Bairi and made a small gift, so she didn’t stay much, but she still slowly walked towards the main hall.
And the noise in the hall has started.
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